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MEHER's DEATH 15.4
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Part 6
flashback continues...
Where are you off to?' Mihika inquired.
To meet my new conquest ofcourse! I shall not be back for lunch,' Raman announced over his shoulder. He headed for the pristine, brand new, royal blue Merceded SL-500, a gift from his parents, for completing his masters from Wharton with excellence. One of his fathers cardinal rules-gifts are big, only, if endeavor and results exceed expectation. Only a few knew that Raman, a meritorious student, could have accomplished a large chunk of his education through scholarships, but chose to pay, so someone not equally fortunate, could score a seat.
Raman hid his humility with contrived arrogance. Humility was a concept better understood by the middle-class or indian reality show winners. His friends only got' gizmos and complexes- the one you live with or live in. one thing Raman had picked up from his father at a very young age was success frees you to be yourself. And success is not inherited, it is achieved. Raman was just bidding his time and turn. Time and turn, to co-manage the Bhalla empire.
Reversing out of the large iron wrought gates, Raman's head was full of a pair of almond-eyes, flushed cheeks and raven hair, instead of his glamorous date: a socialite from out of town, who he had just bumped into yesterday.
The subject of Raman's thought was thinking of him, too, but not as favourably. opinionated jackass! Haraamkhor!' grumbled Ishita, crossly. Nothing can be as cathartic, as hindi cuss word said with feeling. A single cuss alone can be described and relieve anger enough to go in the straitjacket.
Even though Mihika and Raman had been conversing softly, Ishita the beagle', as called by her brother, had overheard every single word spoken by them.
Raman Bhalla who cares about what you think? Unpolished , gauche, my foot! He probably thinks he's god's gift to women... I'll show him!' declared Ishita, her usually pleasant expression, marred by a severe scowl.
You look angry. Ishu, what happened?' questioned Toshi emerging from her room.
Quickly, Ishita altered her frown to a smile. everything is fine and it shall only get better, badi maa.' Gazing at her sneakers, ishita's eyes sparkled with much malice, like the baddies of old movies. The ones who for lack of props like machine guns, tongue-twisting contraptions or scantily clad molls and transvestites, relied heavily on the yes, to portray character.
Did you meet Raman?' Toshi inquired.
Yup, he was on his way out somewhere.'
And what do you think?' Toshi probed.
Ishita's honest response would go like this, Bada bhagwan, chota shaitan.' Therefore out of affection for the Bhallas her lips remained interlocked as the brain forth few more suggestions. Different!' was all she could spit out.
Toshi chuckled. I know Raman is a little spoilt, but his heart and head is in the right place. I am sure he will grow on you.'
Like a bloodsucking parasite, Ishita silently derided. Bhabhi said you were looking for me?' she changed the topic.
Oh yes! I just received some saris and suit materials from Calcutta, beautiful kantha work. Choose as many pieces as you like.'
Badi maa please, you have given me way too many things already,' Ishita protested.
I'm your Badi maa. You can never say no to me, understand?' ordered the older women, affectionately. we all missed you at the party yesterday,' Toshi said, launching into an immediate discourse about last night's party.
Next day, the Bhalla clan, including Raman, sat at the dining table and was about begin breakfast. Ishita traipsed in, a smile on her face.
Raman instantly was lost to the smile. In his eyes, it vaulted her from beautiful to stunning.
Unaware of his complimentary thoughts, Ishita briefly and disdainfully glanced at him. I do not care for you or your designer butt, see that in my eyes! she telepathically tried sending Raman that message.
Raman grinning, wickedly thought, I know how to get you !' catching ishita's eyes at a leisurely pace, travelled all over her. Within seconds, a tell-tale blush crept up Ishita's cheeks.
What would happen if I were to actually touch her?' the unbidden though shot to his mind. Raman immediately quelled it. Ishita was not his type. Moreover, god forbid, if I ever harm a hair on that lovely head, my own family will plunge the knife in my heart. Dad and MB will probably toss a coin, to see who gets the first stab,' he whispered to his libido.
jerk!' Ishita hissed. Today she had adorned a loose t-shirt and baggy jeans, yet Raman's intimate examination made her want to tug at her clothes.
What good timing Ishu, come join us for breakfast,' Mr Bhalla warmly invited.
Thank you uncle but u just ate. I only came to give there. My notes are scribbled alongside the articles.' Ishita handed him some loose papers.
What are this?' Raman quizzed.
These are the articles for our annual magazine which I had asked ishu to proofread.' His father replied.
she is an experienced proofreader or maybe, a qualified editor?' Raman inquired. Ishita did not miss the veiled sarcasm.
ishita is extremely creative and multi-talented. You should study last year's corporate brochure and catalogue of our company. Page by page, line by line, it was all her work,' Mr Bhalla praised.
Yes, that was done very well indeed,' Mihir agreed taking a gulp of the juice next to him.
Ishita is awesome!' Mihika mouthed, pointedly looking at Raman.
Raman had seen the brochure under discussion. That was quite neat, he thought. However, he did not say it.
Please... that was no big D. uncle and MB guided me all through.' Ishita was more at ease being a backbencher, unnoticed, invisible.
Rubbish! Ishu, if you want to rise in life, learn to take praise as well as the brickbats for your work,' Mr Bhalla advised. MB and Raman slyly rolled their eyed. Their fathers penchant for dropping such pearls was a great source of sneaky amusement for his family.
Ishita nodded, solemnly, absorbing Mr Bhalla's words. Raman on seeing ger serious expression hid a wry grin.
ishu, what kind of eggs would you like?' inquired emerging from kitchen, followed by two servants carrying trays laden with breakfast. It was a tradition at the Bhalla household, to prepare a variety of dishes at each meal, irrelevant of the number of people at the table.
They are probably making up for the drought forever present in some parts of the world, Ishita silently mocked, as she declined the invitation, No, thank you badi maa, I just ate.'
Then sit and have a cup of coffee with us,' Toshi directed pointing at the empty chair next to Raman, who accordingly pulled it out for her.
sure!' Ishita slid into the offered chair, purposely, stepping hard on Raman's foot. oh! I'm sorry.'
No harm done,' Raman responded, trying to ignore the throbbing toe.
Are you sure? The sole of my sneaker is very hard.'
Mihika took a large swig of her coffee; Raman immediately glanced at ishita's feet.
Good god!' Raman scowled; today ishita's sneakers were gigantic. A thick layer of dried mud, caked on either side. What he did not know was that the ghastly, oversized, and psychedelic sneakers were brought yesterday from the most ghatiya dukaan of aarya nagar. The mud zealously appied and dried overnight with a hairdryer.
Aren't they nice?' asked Ishita , modeling her foot solely for Raman's viewing displeasure.
Raman could not keep the sneer out of his voice, Don't you have any other footwear except sneakers? What are you...one of the William sisters?'
Bingo! Ishita clamped her lips tightly, holding on to the fake injured expression, hovering on her face.
Toshi immediately censured, Raman that is not for you to say!'
yes, your mother is right. Don't tell Ishu what or what not to wear. Remember, your own yellow dungarees? Or those tight pink pants, which you lived in?' senior Mr Bhalla, too, rose in ishita's defense.
A dull red covered Raman's face, as he shot back, The dungarees were cream. And the maroon, not pink pants was something that mom got for me from one of the trips she went on.'
Just when Raman assumed the worse was over, his mother confesses, Raman, I didn't say anything then as you really liked them but those pink pants from Harrods were actually a gift from preeti bua's elder daughter. She was uite plump at that time.'
For a second there was a complete silence and then Mihir guffawed, his laugh loud and booming. Mr Bhalla followed suit and so did Mihika and Ishita. The muscle working on Raman's jaw, only increased the mirth, overflowing, on the dining table.
This is way better... I practically lost control of my bladder, Ishita reflected, wiping her eyes with the back of her hands. However, she could do nothing about the wide smile; it refused to budge from her face.
thanks mom!' Raman glowered at Toshi.
What did I do?' Toshi replied in all innocence, trying to bite down her broadening grin.
Very funny!' Raman made a move to get up, his appetite gone.
Ishita leaning closer, whispered, Much unpolished and what was that word... gauche of you to wear women's clothing.'
Instantly, Raman realized that Ishita had overheard his chatter with Mihika yesterday. Now Ishita, had taken this to another level, and Raman sure as hell was not the kind to turn the other cheek, you little brat, apologise right away and I might forgive you.' Raman offered her a last chance of escape.
At Ramans look, Ishita felt a strange sense of excitement rush through her viens. Her face, like the rest tingled. Tossing, the glorious mane over her shoulder, she challengingly scoffed, Apologise? You must be out of your mind. This time you've messes with the wrong girl!'
The intention was not to mess, Ishita Iyer. But now I promise.. you shall be thoroughly messes with!' Raman softly declared with a glint in his eyes. They both stared at each other unable to look away.
Oddly breathless Ishita stuttered a hushed, "bring it on!" using every ounce of will power, she managed to glance away breaking the hypnotic effect of the enemies eyes.
The others had the table had stopped laughing. All their attention fixed on Ishita and Raman, as they could not hear the exchange going on between the two.
I'm done!' Raman got to his feet.
I'll be off. Mom is waiting for me,' Ishita said. The two headed in opposite directions, both experiencing a sudden need to get away from the other.
Damn! What was I thinking? I almost kissed a millennium behenji and that too in front of everyone,' Raman breathed, shutting himself in a bathroom. On second thoughts, cancel the kiss.' I wanted to shake her! I will do exactly that the next time she comes around,' Raman promised his reflection, as he adjusted his shirt and something else. Women only fidget with their hair that much, and dongs with their tails.
its's only the absolute joy of victory that is making my heart gallop like a horse on steroids,' Ishita muttered, speedily exiting the Bhalla household.
Over the following year, the battle of wits between Ishita and Raman ensued. Someday, Raman won and sometimes it was ishita's chance to crow. Gradually the rest of the family just ignored their constant skirmished, the only way Ishita and Raman communicated with each other.
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Wonderful story..😳
I am sure he will grow on you.'
Like a bloodsucking parasite, Ishita silently derided🤬😆
she had adorned a loose t-shirt and baggy jeans,sneakers were brought yesterday from the most ghatiya dukaan of aarya nagar,The mud zealously appied and dried overnight with a hairdryer..what else she could do to annoy him..🤣Bechara Raman..OOPS he messed with the wrong one🤣
Ishita slid into the offered chair, purposely, stepping hard on Raman's foot. oh! I'm sorry.'..🤣🤣I love her..i just love her..😈
No harm done,' Raman responded, trying to ignore the throbbing toe..🤣🤣
Ishita clamped her lips tightly, holding on to the fake injured expression, hovering on her face..she is a total DRAMA QUEEN😆
The intention was not to mess, Ishita Iyer. But now I promise.. you shall be thoroughly messes with!' Raman softly declared with a glint in his eyes.. finally..welcome back RKB..😉
They both stared at each other unable to look away..i am looking forward to more of this😳
waiting for the next one already..😆
pls continue soon..❤️
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